Samara Lubelski’s releasing an album called Wavelength on July 24 via De Stijl, and don’t you dare call it psych-folk

Samara Lubelski hasn’t released a solo album since Future Slip in 2009, so what’s she been up to since then? Playing violin in a field of giant aluminum flowers? Strumming her guitar on a meteor near Saturn? Collecting rocks? Harvesting stars?

Lubelski has definitely played in Thurston Moore’s band, Chelsea Light Moving, and released a Eureka!-worthy album with Marcia Bassett called Sunday Night, Sunday Afternoon (TMT Review). She’s definitely played in a trio called Metal Mountains and contributed to Unrock’s 2010 series of live CDs. She’s definitely worked on a variety of engineering projects. She’s possibly taught dragonflies to swim, too.

On July 24, Lubelski will release her sixth album, Wavelength, on De Stijl, and it shows the multi-instrumentalist and singer still skirting the inevitable psych-folk label with electric soundscapes (check out the title track below). The album features appearances by many of Lubelski’s friends — P.G. Six on guitars, Helen Rush on Casio, Steve Shelley on drums, Moritz Finkbeiner on keyboards, Thilo Kuhn on Mellotron and vibraphone, Werner Notzel on organ guitar, Willie Lane on guitar, and Mouthus’ Brian Sullivan on guitar — and they all play strictly cosmic-psych or space folk or dream noise.

Jandek sits in a broken chair, strumming a guitar he’s never tuned and singing about midnight telephone calls and wind. No one can hear him. No one can see him.

Bradford Cox smears sunscreen across his face and tells ghost stories to a group of kids wearing printed button-downs and fedoras.

On July 28, Jandek will leave his room and Bradford Cox will put on a hat, maybe a pair of sunglasses. According to Pitchfork, Cox will play guitar in Jandek’s backing band at an Athens, GA show held at the Orange Twin Conservation Community. Cox will play along with various Elephant 6 figures — John Fernandes of Olivia Tremor Control and Circulatory System on bass clarinet and violin, Eric Harris of Elf Power and Olivia Tremor Control on drums, and Heather McIntosh of The Instruments and Gnarls Barkley on cello. Check the details here.

Ms. Melodie, member of the legendary Boogie Down Productions crew and ex-wife of BDP founder KRS-ONE has reportedly passed away.

The Brooklyn native born Ramona Parker was signed to Jive Records where she released her debut album Diva back in 1989. Ms Melodie carved a name for herself in the hip-hop circuit thanks to memorable songs such as “Hype According To Ms. Melodie” and “Live On Stage.” One of Melodie’s latter appearances took place in the classic BDP led “Stop The Violence” video for the song “Self Destruction.” “I’m Ms. Melodie and aim a born again rebel” the raptress spit over the funky tune.

The Power of the Riff festival — West Coast division — has announced that six new acts have been added to the lineup for the “event that honors extreme music fans and musicians of all ages,” and gives a place for metal fans to congregate and not get laughed at.

In addition to previously announced bands OFF!, Dr. Know, Repulsion, Noothgrush, Xibalba, Eagle Twin, Power Trip, Ancestors, Alpha & Omega, Gaza, DNF, Retox, The Love Below, Avon Ladies, Cops, and Hordes, the one-day festival emanating from Los Angeles’ Echo/Echoplex on August 11 and co-curated by Southern Lord Records will now also include sunn 0))) (making their first West Coast appearance in three years), Nausea, Despise You, Hoax, Bio-Crisis, and Xaphan.

This year’s event marks the third anniversary of the festival and will also include a record swap/meet of local stores and pop-up stores by indie record labels, DJ sets, and a food-truck food-court featuring plenty of fried food, at least a couple versions of hamburgers, and for the more adventurous type, fish tacos.

Like many of us, AU have a friend in Deerhoof. The Portland-based experimenters put out a new record called Both Lights earlier this year. Unfortunately, the record did not have a Deerhoof remix on it. This is a problem, but it’s a problem with a solution. The solution is that AU is putting out a limited edition leather-bound vinyl split with Pure Bathing Culture. “WHAT! THAT’S NO SOLUTION!” That’s what you’re yelling out, because you’re insufferable. See, it’s absolutely a solution because this very release features a Deerhoof remix of AU’s “Solid Gold.” We’ll be seeing that solution later this month when Portland bar Dig A Pony puts out the single.

Until then! And after then! AU are going on tour! They’ll be touring throughout the summer, primarily with fellow Portland act Tu Fawning. Once that summer’s over, they’ll do more touring in the fall, primarily with Zammuto. ZAMMUTO IS NOT FROM PORTLAND. Zammuto is from New York. Somewhere in between, AU’s Luke Wyland will be doing a solo performance. And who else will be there? Deerhoof. Ah, finally.

For years it was the festival organizer’s Higgs boson: how can we keep this swelling, sun-stroked mass of humanity and sound profitable while simultaneously converting it into a floating prison? Many said it couldn’t be done. But yesterday, the brains behind Coachella proved the doubters wrong and unveiled the existence of their God particle — the S.S. Coachella. For one shining week in December (over the course of two voyages), cash-enabled music fans can cruise the Caribbean enjoying headliners like Pulp, Girl Talk, Grimes, Yeasayer, Hot Chip, LCD Soundsystem’s James Murphy, Sleigh Bells, Cloud Nothings, and more without ever having to worry about being less than two minutes away from the nearest buffet.

Boarding passes start at $500 for a bunk in a four-person stateroom and climb all the way up to $1,500 for a “sunset veranda room.” Actually, that’s just the highest-priced room that can be automatically reserved online. According to The New York Times, a “sky suite” with a veranda runs for a cool $9,000. But seriously, do you think Gregg Gillis is gonna have the after party in your bullshit $850 oceanview stateroom? Dude don’t bang it ‘til the break of dawn for anything less than a veranda and a full-sized shitter. So if you’ve got money to blow and you aren’t already going on the Weezer cruise, the R. Kelly cruise, or this fucking atrocity, book yourself a cabin and shove off either on December 16 (three-day voyage to the Bahamas) or on December 19 (four-day voyage to Jamaica). Or you know, pay five bucks to see a basement show on dry land and bring your own beer. That’s what the rest of us will be doing.